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Just as Derek was about to approach Calvin with a scowl, a voice interrupted. "Quick work, I see. Is it already over?"

The powerful pioneers immediately parted, standing to the sides as a young man, Justin, approached, calmly looking over the migrants. Dressed in a jet-black robe with a staff adorned with a crystal and a baby dragon perched on his shoulder, Justin looked like he had just stepped out of a fantasy film.

"Yes. They came at us so confidently, I thought they had something up their sleeves. But they're no different from level 1 citizens, with no equipment or status screens," Ethan reported.

"The more I hear, the more ridiculous this gets. You're the ones from Earth, right?" Justin asked.

"That's right!" Calvin, missing several teeth, stood up and shouted, his words slightly slurred but understandable.

Justin's eyes narrowed. "Are you talking to me in that tone?"

"This bastard!"

"Hmph!"